These what make me feel like living in hell (if you do believe in heaven and hell concept)

– having no one to talk to
– having no one to share (take and give)
– having no one to listen
– having nothing to do
– having no strength
– being weak

and those are all the way I feel at this moment.
The memory of living a joy at puncak even couldn’t be sniffed at all.

And above all the weakness,
I really miss my HOME, as a dog starving for the bone.